Tinsley's POV
I stood at the window of my room, gazing out into the distance as my thoughts drifted to my brother.
He was a piece of work, but he was my brother, and I loved him for it.
The memory of his death still lingered, a painful wound that refused to heal.
The news had struck me like a bolt of lightning, leaving me reeling and heartbroken. And to make matters worse, I wasn't even allowed to give him a proper burial.
But life has a way of surprising you, and karma can be a cruel mistress. My brother, Teddy, had done some terrible things to people, and I'd always thought that his death was the universe's way of balancing the scales. But then, a month ago, I received an anonymous message that turned my world upside down,my brother Teddy Tom green was alive.
My mind was reeling as I tried to process this new information.
Could it be true?
Was my brother really alive?
